Mystery: A Spark

But this doesn't mean they can settle down completely.

Because their goal was not just to survive, but also to revive the Temperance School and wrest the Rose School back from those madmen.

However, since her teacher was besieged and killed by the libertarians, the hope for this has become very slim.

But at this very moment, Arthur, who clearly had a strong church background, extended an olive branch to them. Would Sharon refuse?

Whether for public or private reasons, cooperating with Arthur is a good choice for her.

“Over eight hundred people, both men and women, and all of them are strong and healthy,” Arthur replied with a smile.

This was a small group of people he selected during the Great Smog Incident in Baekeland, whose loyalty was guaranteed, and who formed the core of his intelligence organization.

"It seems you're all set, just waiting for me to take the bait." Sharon raised her beautiful, delicate eyebrows slightly.

“Of course,” Arthur said with a smile.

Sharon lowered her eyes slightly, considering her next choice.

However, this consideration quickly vanished in the face of Arthur's next words.

"When the conditions are right, I will help you eliminate the indulgence faction and let you take back the Rose School."

"Okay, I promise you."

"Have you enjoyed working together?"

"Pleasant to work with."

"So from today onwards, Miss Sharon, your code name will be 'Rum'."

Sharon gazed at Arthur silently for a moment, then nodded slightly and said:

"Okay, I'll go and taste this wine later."

Then, she suddenly remembered something, took a small box out of her clothes, and said:

"This is the extraordinary property of that demigod who passed through the night. Because it is too precious, I think it is better to give it to you personally."

Arthur took the box, opened it, looked inside, and then put it away.

He asked curiously:

"By the way, Miss Sharon, I have a question."

"what?"

"Do you know about that evil spirit on Williams Street?"

Sharon's eyes flickered slightly. "You've dealt with Him too?"

“Once upon a time,” Arthur asked with a light laugh, “how did you meet Him?”

"That was about half a month ago, after I was promoted to 'Puppet', when I received a message from Sherlock."

He said he had discovered a ruin, but because it seemed to contain something very dangerous, he invited me to explore it with him.

"That's how I encountered that evil spirit."

Sharon recounted her experience at the time:

“We spoke with that evil spirit and learned some things, including that it had a red priest's tablet.”

She looked at Arthur with a hint of regret and said:

"But unfortunately, when I went to check there again a few days ago, I found that it had been sealed off by the Church of the Night."

"I see." Arthur nodded.

……

"Tsk tsk tsk, you really are a treacherous man, Arthur."

"For Miss Hugh, who is upright and wants to know the cause of her father's death, we will use information and ideas to win her over."

"Guide Miss Audrey, who is simple yet of noble character, with lofty ideals."

"As for Miss Sharon, who wants to restore the glory of the Rose School and is very principled, you can win her over with kindness and promises."

"You've truly mastered the art of understanding people's hearts," Arthas said to Arthur with a grin, lounging on his sofa at home.

Arthur ignored the annoying little brat.

He retrieved Inszangwell's extraordinary traits from the emblem, crushed it with practiced ease, and then picked out a "Gatekeeper" trait, tossing it in his hand.

"Arthas, how about I give you a magical item?" Arthur said, looking at the little puppy beside him.

"What do you want to do?" Arthas asked suspiciously.

“I didn’t mean anything by it, I just felt that you, as a dog, seemed to be missing a piece of equipment.” Arthur smiled slightly.

"What equipment?" Arthas asked curiously.

“A collar.” Arthur paused, then continued:

"More accurately, it should be called a control collar."

"Huh?" Arthas was a little confused.

Arthur smiled, offering no explanation, but instead took out a dog collar he had just bought from the emblem and infused it with the "Gatekeeper" trait.

Thus, Arthas acquired his first piece of equipment:

Crown of Domination (crossed out)

Control of the collar.

"Ugh, this feels weird." Arthas moved his neck, looking a little unaccustomed to it.

“You’ll get used to it. Alright, let’s begin our adventure.” Arthur took out a patina-green notebook.

"Are you ready?"

Arthas paused for a moment as he clawed at the collar, then laughed:

"I've been ready for a long time."

The laptop flipped open with a clatter, and then two figures disappeared into the house.

Why is Chapter 253 so serious? Sir

Connaught, a rainy night.

This is a port city near Dixi Bay, a place where the sea and land meet.

Places like this usually represent a mixed bag of people.

People on land might choose to set sail from here when they want to try their luck at sea, while those who have gone on sea adventures and want to return to a peaceful life might also pass through here.

As a result, something from the shadows began to emerge.

However, most people in this city are unlikely to ever come into contact with these things in their lifetime.

Like other cities, this place also has reliable guardians who diligently keep those shadowy things firmly outside of normal human society.

He even paid for it with his precious life.

However, as many stories say, even the best defenses have weaknesses.

Guards are human too, and there are always things they can't do. And in places beyond their sight, those filthy things take the opportunity to become active.

Murder, silversmithing, human trafficking, and so on—all of it was buried in the pitch-black night.

Even though there are streetlights along the roadside that can provide some light, their dim light cannot illuminate the filth hidden in the darkness.

Inside a two-story house, a pretty young girl was engrossed in reading a comic book under the light of a gas lamp.

On the cover of the comic, you can see words like "Sherlock Holmes" and two characters whose styles are different from the current ones.

The two figures stand facing each other, and their faces look very similar.

The difference lies in the fact that one is a bespectacled boy in a suit and tie, while the other is a young man dressed as a detective, holding a pipe.

They should be brothers, most people who see this cover would think so.

But when they open this comic, they will be surprised to find that the two are actually the same person, and they will soon be drawn into the strange and bizarre cases told in the comic.

The girl was the same; she had recently become so engrossed in this work, which originated from Backlund and was called a "comic book," that she had neglected to eat or sleep.

And now, she has started reading the story of "The Mountain Villa Bandaged Man Murder Case".

However, just as she was frightened by the terrifying image of the bandaged monster, yet couldn't help but want to continue watching, and when she saw the window of the villa being smashed, she seemed to hear the sound of a window being smashed in reality, whether it was her imagination or not.

"Snapped!"

The girl's body jerked violently. She realized that this was not an illusion, but the real sound of glass shattering.

The problem is that her parents are not home these days because of work, and the maid should also be going home by now.

In other words, she should be the only person in the entire family.

"Gulp." The girl glanced at the comic book in her hand and couldn't help but swallow.

She stood up and slowly moved towards the door, step by step.

When she reached the door, she tentatively pressed her ear against it, listening carefully to the sounds outside.

But there was nothing unusual; she only heard the sound of rain.

Could someone be playing a prank? The girl wondered, frowning.

She was certain that the sound she had just heard was not an illusion, but she didn't dare to open the door to see what had happened.

Just like many people who, when they were young, would hide themselves completely under the covers when they were scared at night.

It was as if this way they wouldn't be snatched away by those unspeakable monsters that might exist in the darkness.

Now, this not-so-sturdy door in front of her serves as a "blanket shield," giving the girl a great sense of security.

At least it prevents her from being so scared that she wraps herself in the blanket like she did when she was a child.

Even if some monster had broken through the window and entered her house, this door should have been able to hold it off for a while... The girl had just had this thought in her mind when she suddenly felt a chill run through her body.

Because she suddenly remembered something.

That is, the window in her room was not closed.